Receiving no response to this remark, the little girl went upstairs to take off her hat and jacket, humming the tune of the hymn she had heard sung at the Sunday school that afternoon. It had been "There is a green hill far away," and it had made a deep impression upon her. One verse she remembered word for word, and she thought she would try to sing it, which she accordingly did.
"There was no other good enough
To pay the price of sin;
He only could unlock the gate
Of heaven, and let us in."
So sang Melina. Her grandmother heard her with surprise, and muttered to herself:
"What's taken to the child? I never knew her sing before."
[CHAPTER V]
MRS. BROWN'S INVITATION
"MOTHER," said Agnes Brown one fine spring afternoon on her return from school, "I wish you would let me ask Melina Berryman to tea next Saturday. I'm sure she'd like to come."